[Verse 1] The story teller anecdotal with a feather Get my quill and sign a letter f**ing fed up To the point i can't digest think in process Cortisol causing me stress Depress i on something negative route A lesson mourn fail test from desk and life then bounce Don't ever smoke but to quench it an ounce Ash in tray slur my speech like i cannot pronounce All this for what Some people sharing tales of their successes Last time i checked it they the ones can't catch a break Giving life lessons say they inspirational Is that really your motive or a strategy to pay the bill I'm sitting here in solitude all day I'm reading through your letters stoked when they thrown in the fire place I'm sitting here in solitude all day Theres a reason got no friends who wanna come here to hang, i told em [hook] Quiet reflections in my quiet reflections x2 Quiet reflections, quiet reflections I'm quiet when I'm in reflection [Verse 2] Pushing away all the things that pull me their direction Not a socialite i guess i break modern conventions coz i Dont extend my self i draw attention Focus on my centre on my path to independent Cut off ties did i mention a good bye Success is selfish so to no one i confide Thoughts on my mind i hide the intellectual Property coz probably your a criminal Profit off my losses charlatans door knocking post sh** on my wall Like and share this sh** id rather roll it in a ball Try work out others 'fore you've worked out yourself Project your insecurities thats why your dreams fell Through people don't like what you sell They like what it represents and that is usually the truth So i sit in solitude just working on myself If they want you they will find you fortune tells [hook] [Verse 3] Got your back up why you offended If anything i helped your situation feel amended Your no inspiration if you advertise and tell it It comes from others who experience your talent in them Ill give some tips then what is your sk** Do you have one if you do then does it have appeal Are you in confidence let me explain that When sub conscience whispers in your ear what do you say back Then theres security from judgement If you believe in your purpose then this is one that should mean nothing Just keep plugging and never budge Only keep the people round that sharing in the love Trust me thats hard its so damn hard when your friendless And you know you gotta eat but your career is open ended You want a girl on your arm But you know you can't waste your time looking if you know she ain't the one So be it lonely or in solitude you choose See the better in the worst the win when you lose Things around you that you thought did amuse throw them away Im goya with black paint in the booth i told em